Her Bully

18 year old Violet Teasdale is Lou Teasdale's neice. Of course, almost no one knows that. one of the only people to know is Harry Styles, her bully. They used to be the best of freinds, since age 4. But then when Violet's brother Kyle, died, Harry made everyone turn on her, because he thought she killed him. Of course, this isn't true, Harry doesn't even know her side of the story. But what if one day, after 4 years of being bullied she tries to end it all, because of him? What if Harry then looks at her differently? (There will be some sexual scenes!!!)

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28. A drunk Harry

Violet's P.O.V

Harry got REALLY drunk. He could barely even stand up. It was late and I knew Harry would have a massive hangover. I decided he's had enough and I walked up to him. "Heyyyyyy baaabyyyyyy," he slurred. "Hello to you too Harry." "I-I love you," he giggled. "I love you too. Now, let's go home?" Harry nodded and took my hand in his, interlocking fingers. I dug in his pocket for the leys. He giggled as I pulled them out. I grabbed my stuff and led Harry to the car, helping him in. I got in and started the car, starting the drive home. He was giggly most of the way, touching everything. When I pulled up in the driveway, he stared at the house. "Hey! That looks like my house!," he said, pointing at it like a little child. "It is darling," I told him. His arm was draped over my shoulder as he tried to walk. He watched through hooded, droopy eyes as I unlocked the front door. I pulled him into the kitchen and gave him a glass of water. "Drink it," I ordered. He drank it, his pink lips glistening as he gently placed the glass in the sink. He licked his lips and I pulled him up to the bedroom. He sat on bed as I closed the door behind me. I took his boots and socks off, setting them to side as he wiggled his toes. I unbuckled his belt, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pulled the zipper down and pulled his pants down and off. I unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulder, his tanned, warm skin now visible. "Are you planning on raping me?," he asked. "No. Of course not," I said and pecked his lips. He smiled and crawled under the covers. I felt Harry's eyes on me as I undressed before him, taking my make-up off and letting the dress pull at my feet. I was left in bra and panties, and I crawled in bed with Harry, turning the bedside lamp off. He rested his head on my chest, and I ran my fingers through his curls. He grabbed one of my hands and interlocked our fingers, his warm body resting on mine. My hand moved from his curls down to his skin, which was soft and warm, his muscles hard under my soft fingertips. I felt his slow and steady breathing, hot breath hitging my chest. "I love you," I whispered. I don't know if I imagined it, but a small smile formed on his lips. I don't know if Harry felt it, but my heart started beating faster.

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I felt slight movement as the sheets moved too. I moaned and felt Harry's move a bit and then his hot breath on my neck. My eyes fluttered open and I slipped out of Harry's grasp. I stretched and got of bed, heading to the dresser. I brushed my messy hair and left it down. I went through Harry's t-shirts, picking out his Mick Jagger shirt and pulling it on. I quietly went downstairs and grabbed the pills, and a glass of water. Then, I went back upstairs, setting them on the bedside table, for when Harry wakes up. I smiled as I watched him sleep, unruly curls sprawled over the pillow, pinkmlips parted, breath tumbling out. The sheets were covering part of his stomach, exposing his toned chest, and abs. 

Harry's P.O.V

I groaned and sat up, grabbing my head. It was pounding and I looked around. I was in my room, alone. What happened last night??? I saw pills and a glass of water, Violet mustv'e left them for me. I smirked, one of the many reasons I love her. I popped 2 pills in my mouth and grabbed the water, drinking the water as the pills went down my throat. I threw the covers to the side and swung my legs over, standing up. I walked downstairs, finding Violet cooking, in my shirt. I came up behind her and wrapped placed my hands on her stomach, leaving little kisses along her bare shoulder. I felt her hum and I rested my head on her shoulder as I watched her cook. She was making bacon and pancakes. "Smells delicious," I whispered. When she was done, I turned her around and lent down slowly, our lips meeting. We kissed slowly, savouring each other. She wrapped her arms around my neck, stepping on my feet to make her taller. I wrapped my arms around her waist. One of my hands cupped her thigh, wrapping it around me as she did the other one. I sat her down on the counter, all while not breaking the kiss. I opened my mouth to hers as and she opened hers. We deepened the kiss, tilting heads, tounges in each others mouths. She broke the kiss, gasping for air. My breath came out in short puffs, my forehead resting on top of her head as she looked down at my chest. I felt her warm hand on my chest, feeling the soft skin. I moaned as she ran her index over my nipple. She ran her finger over all 4 nipples. I pulled away and placed her down. I watched as she served the food, placing a strawberry on the top of each stack. 3 for me, 2 for her. I watched as she carefully drizzled syrup on them, and placing 3 pieces of bacon on each plate. I made us teas, I know how much she loved when I make them, she says they're really good. 

Violet's P.O.V

I licked my lips as he made us tea, I love the way he makes them, so irresistible, like him. He set the cups down on the island a d I put the plates down. Harry sighed and said, "Why are you so cute and beautiful?" I blushed and Harry laughed, kissing my cheek. I sat on a stool, Harry next to me. "I love you, Violet. So much." I smiled at him and whispered, "I love you so much, Harry." He smiled at me and pecked my lips before digging in.

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